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"Toot-toot!" A cheerful trumpet echoed through the streets by the inner walls of the capital. A small caravan of wagons rolled through the narrow alleys, with performers perched atop them waving colorful props and playing lively tunes in rhythm with the trumpet blasts.
"Hey, everyone! The traveling circus is in town! For just half a silver coin, you can watch a spectacular performance! Join us at the plaza just ahead—don't miss out!"
A man dressed as a clown hopped atop one of the wagons, shouting out to curious onlookers peering out from their homes.
The wagon he stood on was filled with large, vibrantly colored fabrics meant for a circus tent.
"Half a silver coin… seems like a good deal. It's rare to get a chance like this. Why don't you take the kid and go have a look?"
"A traveling circus during wartime? That's quite an attraction. If we can't afford a visit to the Gilded Rose, a circus show isn't bad, either."
"Sounds interesting. They might not be a big troupe, but they seem well-prepared. Let's check it out."
The residents by the slums around the walls were intrigued. Unlike the more distinguished clientele near the heart of the capital, who had long lost interest in such lowbrow entertainment, these people belonged to the lower rungs of society. They toiled just to survive, clinging to the hope that one day, they might seize an opportunity to change their fate in this city filled with risks and rew...
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